The community where Fang Zhicheng lives is called Dexin Community, which is the family building of the Municipal Cultural Bureau, and most of the employees of the Municipal Cultural Bureau sold it here and bought a house in a better location. As a result, the neighborhood that flourished in the seventies and eighties now looks a little depressed at night.

Fang Zhicheng quietly entered the house, saw that the light was off, and knew that Qin Yuming was already asleep, so he took a hot bath lightly, and then returned to his bedroom. Just lying on the bed, the bedroom door was pushed open, but Qin Yuming rubbed her eyes, sat on the edge of the bed, and complained in a dumb voice: "Why didn't you say a word when you came back, I thought there was a thief at home." ”

Qin Yuming was wearing a wide nightgown, her head was sprinkled on her shoulders like a waterfall, her eyes were misty, and the dim light in the bedroom was reflected on her face, which made her look more amorous and charming. Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but take a second look, and now her loose nightgown was cone somewhere, and her lower abdomen was hot.

Fang Zhicheng subconsciously pulled the quilt and blocked the embarrassing position, Qin Yuming showed Fang Zhicheng's small movements, but his courage became bigger, and he deliberately moved to the head of the bed, and his beautiful eyes looked up and down on Fang Zhicheng's body.

Fang Zhicheng smelled the aroma emanating from Qin Yuming's body, and saw that her eyes were like water waves full of tenderness, which made his heartbeat increase, coughed, and said, "When I decided to come back and rest, it was already past ten o'clock, and I was afraid that you would fall asleep, so I didn't inform you." ”

Qin Yuming glanced at Fang Zhicheng for a few seconds, and said softly: "Come back often in the future, although the room is not big, it is quite deserted." ”

Fang Zhicheng smiled: "Sister Ming, what you mean by this, can I understand that you want to live with me?" ”

Qin Yuming's face was flushed, and the roots of her ears seemed to be oozing blood, if it weren't for the self-esteem of the woman in her heart, the word "um" in her throat almost blurted out.

Fang Zhicheng saw Qin Yuming bowing her head and was silent, mistakenly thinking that she was angry, and said with a wry smile: "Sister, I am sincere to you, but I don't force you, until you forget those pains, I will silently guard you from a distance and protect you......"

Fang Zhicheng is a person who has a lot of self-control over his lower body, but when he sees Qin Yuming's tangled and embarrassed demeanor, and the occasional young woman's style, he still can't help but be intoxicated.

"Don't say it, I know what you're thinking." Qin Yuming stroked her chest and said with a hot face, "I just feel a little weird now, sooner or later, one day, we ...... Will be together ......"

Fang Zhicheng's heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but reach out and grab Qin Yuming's Rouyi, and then pulled hard, Qin Yuming suddenly lost his center of gravity and leaned against Fang Zhicheng's body. Across a quilt, Fang Zhicheng could still feel the amazing elasticity coming from Qin Yuming's body, he hugged Qin Yuming like this, rubbing it like crazy, as if he wanted to crush something and put it into his body.

Qin Yuming also became excited, she gasped heavily, and spit out an unknown taste in her mouth, which made people smell fascinated.

After more than ten minutes, the two of them were exhausted, Qin Yuming lay flat on her body, her hands were raised, pressing the futon, Fang Zhicheng leaned sideways, hiding in the futon and looking at Qin Yuming carefully.

"Sister, it's cold outside, why don't you hide in? I'm already hot inside. Fang Zhicheng stretched out his hand and nodded Qin Yuming's fragrant shoulder, feeling the smoothness of her skin, and said temptingly.

Qin Yuming still didn't have the impulse after all, she shook her head, stretched out her jade finger and tapped it on the tip of Fang Zhicheng's nose, and said softly: "Where did you learn the tricks, although the quilt is warm, it is not heaven, but it is very likely to be hell." I don't like the feeling that life is worse than death. ”

Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly, stretched out his two hands, held Qin Yuming's pretty face, and corrected softly: "It's not that life is better than death, but that you want to die." ”

Qin Yuming smiled, twisted her neck, broke free from Fang Zhicheng's palm, and said with a smile: "I'm not ready today, you're too tired, wait until next time you're ready, and then think about these bad things." ”

"I'm not tired!" Fang Zhicheng's face was gloomy, and he was embarrassed to remember the first failure.

Qin Yuming sniffed and said with a smile: "I've drunk, I'll think about it next time I don't drink." ”

Last time, Fang Zhicheng drank too much wine, so he failed to succeed many times, although the relationship between the two showed later, but it once became a shadow in his heart.

Qin Yuming turned around, had already flipped under the bed, groped along the edge of the bed for a while, found her shoes, and then prepared to leave, but before she could react, her waist was hugged by a force, and then her body was paralyzed like mud.

The temperature of the room suddenly rose by two degrees, the faint light turned red, and the walls were stamped with tangled figures, constantly changing various sounds......

After a long time, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

The moonlight was like water, shining on the sheets through the curtains, Fang Zhicheng looked at Qin Yuming, who was sleeping soundly on his side, and pondered about the matter of the dance academy, now the venue of the dance academy has been almost decorated, but the enrollment is not as smooth as imagined, and the little brother leaflets who pass the nails have only recruited about thirty or forty people, if you want to make a reputation, you have to find another way.

Fang Zhicheng has already made up his mind to help Qin Yuming succeed in starting a business at any cost, which may be the best way to help her get out of her failed marriage.

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In the month of Layue, the work rhythm of the entire municipal party committee compound gradually slowed down, and everyone wanted to have a stable year, so the Standing Committee also became much more brisk, and there was no such fiery scene as in the past.

According to the phenomenon of frequent annual closure, Song Wendi made important instructions, focusing on two points, the first is to deal with the problem of migrant workers' wage arrears, and the municipal government has opened up a fast channel for reporting. Second, the problem of clean and honest government of cadres, Yinzhou City has had many projects and construction projects in recent years, and many places are prone to problems, and the Chinese New Year is an important time for the outside world to corrode cadres at all levels.

Fang Zhicheng sat in the corner, holding a signature pen to record Song Wendi's words, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly, holiday gift-giving is a commonplace problem, Song Wendi wants to focus on the attack, it is impossible. At the end of the year, not to mention those enterprises, just the scope of the lower-level departments to the higher-level departments, there will be a lot of staggering things.

Among all departments, the Municipal Finance Bureau is undoubtedly the place with the most oil and water, because it controls the funds of departments at all levels in the city for the coming year, so departments at all levels will make points in the form of gifts. Someone once reported that the son of the deputy director of a finance bureau collected the New Year's money a year and could earn more than 100,000 yuan.

After the meeting, Fang Zhicheng helped Song Wendi hold the teacup and followed him into the office. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was not leaving, Song Wendi raised his eyebrows and said, "Something?" ”

Fang Zhicheng hesitated, took out a card from his pocket, pretended to be very innocent and said, "I received it yesterday, and I hand it in now!" ”

Song Wendi laughed out loud angrily, put the shopping card in his hand and flipped through it, glanced at Fang Zhicheng, and sneered: "A thousand denominations? I really don't like it. ”

Fang Zhicheng laughed twice and sighed: "I'm not bribing you, I don't know how to deal with it." ”

Song Wendi stuffed the shopping card back and said softly: "Pay attention to proportion and degree in everything, that's good." ”

Fang Zhicheng knew that Song Wendi acquiesced to him accepting such a gift, took the shopping card, and laughed softly: "Wait for Ming'er, I'll go to the market to buy some good tea to honor you." ”

Song Wendi glanced at Fang Zhicheng angrily and said, "What are your intentions?" ”

Fang Zhicheng laughed in a low voice: "Share the spoils!" ”

Song Wendi was laughed at by Fang Zhicheng, picked up a copy of the text and smashed it, Fang Zhicheng reacted quickly and copied it in his hand, which made Song Wendi angry and funny.

Song Wendi called out to Fang Zhicheng, paced to the bookcase, opened the safe, and said with a smile: "Try to take as few other people's things as possible, if you don't smoke in the future, come to me to pick them up." After speaking, he squatted down and entered the password, opened the safe, took a few good cigarettes from it, and threw them to Fang Zhicheng.

Fang Zhicheng did not hide his excitement and sighed: "Boss, is there any good wine, come to a bottle?" ”

Song Wendi waved his hand and feigned anger: "Stinky boy, don't get cheap and sell well!" You don't have an old man, what do you want to drink? ”

Fang Zhicheng then joked with Song Wendi in a gag, and then walked out of the back room.

Tong Siqing's foot injury has long healed, and now that most of the work in the office has been taken over by her, Fang Zhicheng's pressure is gradually lightening, and he can relax occasionally. Fang Zhicheng stuffed a cigarette to Tong Siqing and said softly: "I touched it from the boss, and one for Lao Li." ”

Tong Siqing glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said with a wry smile: "Everyone else is the boss, where are there people like you who still loot the boss?" ”

Fang Zhicheng snapped his fingers proudly, and said with an unfathomable smile: "This is called a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer......"

Tong Siqing saw Fang Zhicheng smiling, and her face did not hide her disdain, but she still admired Fang Zhicheng very much in her heart. The two colleagues have been colleagues for almost three months, and Fang Zhicheng is very decisive in dealing with problems, and he is deeply used by Song Wendi. Except for her, who can believe that Song Wendi, who is strict with the outside world, treats Fang Zhicheng as if he were a close friend?

Tong Siqing didn't shirk it, put the cigarette into the purse, and said softly: "If you say so, then I'll take it." Lao Li has been talking lately, when will you be free to invite you to my house to sit down. ”

Fang Zhicheng remembered Li Mingxue's pedantic mouth, and said with a smile: "You don't need to go to your house, when I have time, I will book a restaurant and invite you to eat with Lao Li." ”

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone on Fang Zhicheng's desktop rang, but it was Xie Yuxin calling, who was having dinner at Qiu's house today, urging him to get off work early, Lele grabbed the phone, and said in a loud voice, Uncle Fang must not be late.

After Fang Zhicheng got off work, he now bought a few toys that girls liked in the mall, and then went straight to Qiu's house. The air conditioner was turned on in the house, Xie Yuxin took off her coat and wore a tight-fitting undershirt, looking graceful and unprovoked, and after she opened the door, Fang Zhicheng's eyes were lowered, and he fell where he shouldn't have been, frowning: "Dead thing, where to look?" ”

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